Girl In Boots
She is fearless, holds life by its neck,
She is brave, with breath of volcanoes,
She is schooled in modernity, unschooled of
slaving traditions,
She is just a bird free, freely soaring above
male-chauvinism.
She is a girl in boots.
She is cunning, conforms the world to her
standards,
She is bright witted, outsmarts women-degrading
testaments,
She is judge and jury, never waits to be
slapped,
She is as swift as wind, that whistles her own
triumphs unapologetically,
She is a girl in boots.
She is breath-takingly fair; roses do envy her
skin,
She is fearfully sculptured, a carving no sane
eye would resist,
She has no take in mediocrity, sophistication
is her tune,
She is a beauty; one that stars, as if poisoned
with folly, uncontrollably stare,
She is a girl in boots.
She is purposeful, a key brush in the painting
of the future,
She is a hard-worker, and the survival of the
world rests on her shoulders,
She is not one to keep quiet, when moving
speeches are yearned,
She is not one to close her eyes, when
liberatory visions are thirsted for.
She is a girl in boots, and unconventional are
her ways.
Gerry Sikazwe
Picture By: Vantage Point
Model: Angelina Shamz
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